I'm Leaving Myspace93 (back)

Well this isn't something I planned on, doing this on a whim actually.
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I feel like I'm following a trend. So many people have left in the last 2 months, specifically making blogs about it too, which makes me hate the timing for this. I actually planned to quit at 10k, I had everything ready and typed out that day. All I had to do was click send.
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I'll never be able to say everything I want to say in 1 blog but I'll try.
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When I first joined this website, I took it as a joke. just another way to spend time in class. I looked at this place like a game, and I wanted to win.
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But when people started friending me, I grew curious. there were unique pages with different personalities and people, all congregating together.
and I could see it all.
I wanted to see them all.
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When everything shut down for quarantine I came back and spent more time here. I developed friendships with people. messing with my page and interacting was the best part. I was fascinated by how someone can visually personify their mind, their feelings, their person so well. I vividly remember the first day I made my account, clicking through the random tab and seeing pages like AOL, death_by_penis and Unseen. people like Bill and Nah Dude, Golden_lib. if I start listing them now I'll never stop. I remember so many profiles hooked me, I started a bookmark folder just for them, which at this point is far too large to share.
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it felt new. it felt exciting. it felt fresh.
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Now everyone here feels the same. the same 3 themes from paste bin or Github. The same likes, the same dislikes. the same songs. the same speech and style of typing. I liked this place because I never knew what I would find. Now I have to comb through hundreds of pages before finding someone unique or interesting.
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I loved the community.
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I didn't realize it at the time, but that is by far the thing I miss the most. I miss just knowing people. Now it's an endless sea of one-time log-ons and blank accounts destined to sit and collect dust, never knowing who or why. It's impossible to connect. Back then it felt like everyone knew everyone. We all had a voice. Now everyone is drowned out by an ocean of inactivity.
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I know this must sound crazy, ignorant and out of touch coming from someone like me. I've been the second most friended non-tom account since april 23rd 2020. It feels like before you were speaking to a crowd, now it's like speaking to a city. With a crowd there are few ears but everyone was heard. Now there are so many more ears to listen, but so few who will ever hear.
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‏‏‎So many of my friends have left. Gone in silence. Logging off for the last time, or leaving because they felt the same as I do now. And some I just don't know why. I think about that. I think about it a lot.
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maybe I flew too close to the sun. maybe I burned myself out. Too much of a good thing can be deadly.
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I will never forget any of the people I met here. Never. ‏‏‎ ‎
I think that's it. Time to log off.
I’ll be back in a week or so to check comments but then I think I’ll be gone for good.
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My biggest regret was trying too hard. I wanted to be an everyman, someone everyone would befriend. I spent too long trying to listen to others. Too long trying just to get a big number. I wish I had talked more openly and honestly on this website before. Just shared what I thought more.
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I had the 3rd biggest voice on the whole site and I never used it.